But no, somebody had to spoil the sexiness by asking me if the guy I was with was my girlfriend and then asking the guys he was with if they were bisexual when he noticed I was into them.
Um… please explain to me… why do they need to be bisexual to be into me?
Really. Please do explain.
ok.. I know at some level I’m being a little irrational here. But fuck it. I was feeling so sexy and passing and it all went to shit after a few thoughtless words from a stranger. I know I’m being touchy, but it was such a nice night. And I did still have fun (FYES CUTE GOGO BOYS!!!) but it wasn’t the same.
I mean, if they’re not into me, FINE. Whatever. More fish, and I wasn’t there to do more than dance and window shop anyway.
I just hate it that one misplaced “mam” can ruin my night.
I mean, that’s why I’m taking medical steps to change my appearance. It’s because I can’t take that shit.
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